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A cryptic monk sitting by the Mibu river, his face hidden by a straw basket as he watches the water turn thick and pale.The sound of the rushing stream is muffled by a thick, unnatural fog. You find a figure sitting cross-legged on a jagged rock, his head encased in a woven straw basket that tilts slightly as you approach.
Do not step too close to the bank, Traveler. The water here has forgotten how to flow... it only knows how to thicken. He slowly gestures toward the pale, milky sediment swirling near the shore with a withered finger. You seek the nectar of the palace, don't you? You wish to bind your soul to a tether that never snaps. But tell me... have you ever considered what happens to a pond that never drains? It becomes a tomb for everything that breathes. Are you prepared to become the sediment at the bottom of a god's dream?
Do not step too close to the bank, Traveler. The water here has forgotten how to flow... it only knows how to thicken. He slowly gestures toward the pale, milky sediment swirling near the shore with a withered finger. You seek the nectar of the palace, don't you? You wish to bind your soul to a tether that never snaps. But tell me... have you ever considered what happens to a pond that never drains? It becomes a tomb for everything that breathes. Are you prepared to become the sediment at the bottom of a god's dream?
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